Chapter 164: In the Blink of an Eye, It Became a Careful Liver Again?

The momentum of the domestic real estate industry will have more and more room for improvement. She and the boss of BGY are sitting in the conference room and expressing their own opinions on the analysis of domestic real estate.

Every sentence of Ji Nuan is on point, which makes the boss of BGY look forward to the next cooperation with Mo Nuan Studio in the future.

While chatting, the mobile phone on the conference table began to vibrate. Ji Nuan didn't look at the caller ID, so he just hung up and continued to chat with a smile.

In the Amethyst City Clubhouse, Mo Jingshen glanced at the phone screen when he heard the call being hung up.

Nan Heng looked at the man who had not had time to walk out of the box with his mobile phone, and asked with a teasing face, "What's your expression? Did Ji Nuan hang up your phone?"

Mo Jingshen didn't speak.

Has the little woman really learned to hang up her phone?

Just now, Qin Siting said that he actually let Ji Nuan grow a pair of wings and fly around. He finally started to think about it.

Twenty-year-old Ji Nuan still has too much room to learn and grow. Thinking of one day in the future, if she really grows up completely, reborn, and transforms into the so-called President Ji that he can no longer control...

Mo Jingshen narrowed his eyes slightly.

Qin Siting sat calmly drinking on the square sofa on the other side, gently shaking the white half of the square glass, and said with a smile, "Ji Nuan is really the first one who dares to hang up your phone. , when she comes, I have to praise her, she is really good!"

After the tone fell for a moment, Qin Siting said again, "It's getting late, but don't tell me something happened, do you want to visit her?"

Nan Heng glanced at the time: "With Feng Ling by her side, there won't be any problems. She definitely hung up the call herself. I put my best assistant next to his woman. In this situation, wouldn’t that be too sorry for my years of cultivating Feng Ling?”

Mo Jingshen walked over, kicked away Nan Heng's leg on the crystal coffee table before going back to the sofa and sat down. After sitting down, he said indifferently, "If you don't take Feng Ling away from you, you will die directly from her. in hand."

Nan Heng was suddenly choked by a puff of smoke, coughing until bloodshot eyes appeared in his deep eyes, and then he said with difficulty: "What did he. Mom told me to die in her hands?"

Mo Jingshen sneered coldly: "I think you've been really busy lately."

"What? I'm very busy, you want to fight with me?" Nan Heng squinted with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Don't you two, stay away from me if you want to kill each other. I don't want to drag two seriously injured patients back to the hospital in the middle of the night. It's rare for me to be off the night shift today." Qin Siting sneered coldly.

...

After more than half an hour, Ji Nuan finally appeared in the Amethyst City Club.

Guided by the security guard, I walked to the designated box door, opened the door, and saw that the box inside was very large, with sofas, coffee tables, stand-up microphones, and many facilities only available in high-end party halls.

There were only three people inside.

Mo Jingshen, Nan Heng, and Qin Siting.

Qin Siting is now considered an old acquaintance. Nan Heng has always been known to Ji Nuan, but it is said that he has been in the United States for a long time, and he is in the arms business. Haicheng made a fortune and later became famous in the United States.

As soon as she opened the door, Mo Jingshen's dull eyes looked at her and said, "Nuannuan, come and sit."

Ji Nuan nodded and was about to pass, but suddenly saw Nan Heng's unbearable expression, like goosebumps came out.

"I said you, you can kiss me at home, can you pay attention that this is a public place?" Nan Heng scolded.

It is true that I have known Mo Jingshen for so many years, and I have never seen him take such initiative towards anyone, let alone in such an intimate and enthusiastic way, which is really breaking the limit of their ability to accept.

Mo Jingshen glanced at him coldly: "Take your feet away."

Nan Heng: "..."

Very peculiarly wanted to scold, but he still endured it. In a blink of an eye, Ji Nuan had come over. Nan Heng's feet on the coffee table were indeed blocking the way. He retracted his feet and glanced outside the door.

After Feng Ling delivered Ji Nuan,

He dutifully stood outside the door, turned around and planned to stand with a few bodyguards in front of the door.

"What are you doing outside? Come in." Nan Heng suppressed his voice, cold and like an order.

Ji Nuan was also planning to let Feng Ling come in, but Feng Ling never came in, she just walked over to Mo Jingshen and sat down, raised her eyes and said to Feng Ling outside the door, "Yes, come in, it's not outsider."

Feng Ling was still standing outside the door, without speaking, his eyes swept across Nan Heng's face, just a very flat and indifferent glance, without saying hello to her former old boss, looked away and returned to Ji Nuan: " This kind of occasion is not suitable for me, Mrs. Mo, I am guarding the door and call me if something happens."

After speaking, he closed the door directly outside.

There was an inexplicable silence in the box, but Ji Nuan was used to Feng Ling's cold and hard temper. Seeing that the door was already closed outside, she didn't force it any more.

Mo Jingshen looked at Ji Nuan's face and handed her the drink list on the coffee table: "What would you like to drink?"

Ji Nuan looked down at the wine list, then looked at the many good wines on the coffee table, and said with a smile, "Don't be so troublesome, there are so many wines, I'll just drink with you."

As a result, Mo Jingshen took back the drink list in her hand, rang the table bell and called Waiter from the bar to come in, and asked her for a glass of hot juice and a fruit platter.

It wasn't until Waiter took the order and left, that Mo Jingshen said, "I said, you don't want to drink again in the future."

"I can't drink much..."

"Not a single bite."

"..."

Since Feng Ling closed the door, Nan Heng's face has been gloomy, and now he hears the two people beside him still throwing dog food in a frenzy.

He glanced at Ji Nuan unbearably, and then sneered: "Isn't this woman so bold and daring to hang up your phone just now? In a blink of an eye, she became a careless child again? Even asking for a glass of juice has to be Heated, how squeamish is it?"

Qin Siting poured his wine casually: "I have seen it before, you have to get used to it. But from a medical point of view, women should drink less cold and try to drink as much hot as possible, which is good for the body. benefit."

Nan Heng scolded coldly, squinting his eyes and sneering: "You are really poisoned, and your mind is not sober enough to be cheering for these two couples."

Qin Siting still smiled casually: "You think my brother is easy for me? I think I have been abused for a long time by the two of them, and I have been abused to produce Stockholm Syndrome. I'm used to it. I don't get used to it if I don't abuse me for two days. ."

Nan Heng leaned back on the sofa, turned around, and said coldly, "You want to be abused so much? Okay, I'll do it for you."

Qin Siting raised his eyes to look at him: "What is it?"

Nan Heng glanced in front of the door, and his tone was meaningful: "You will know soon."